Day 2.

A group of eight horsemen set off as usual. Lin Futian drove his horse and looked at Twilight on the side with a strange expression. Twilight deliberately grimaced, holding the reins, staring straight ahead, not saying a word along the way. Rao is a somewhat dull person like Lin Futian, and he also found out that something was wrong with her. When Lin Futian drove the horse closer, Twilight also drove the horse farther away, as if he was a little flustered.

Lin Futian approached Xinghua and asked helplessly, "What's wrong with her?"

Xinghua listened, frowned and thought for a long time before her eyes suddenly widened and she suddenly realized. She quietly beckoned, so Lin Futian lowered his head and listened attentively: "You say." ”

So Xinghua whispered in Lin Futian's ear, "You know...... Woman ...... per month There are a few days...... Well...... Get up on the wrong side of the bed. ”

Lin Futian opened his mouth, raised his arm, and pressed the back of his hand against his mouth. Lin Futian blinked and breathed a sigh of relief. I see......

On the other side, Twilight, who had heard the conversation between the two even though she was far away, suddenly coughed, and suddenly pressed a breath into her throat, which completely made her blush. Twilight slowed down, glanced at the forest burial sky in the distance, and was angry.

What the hell are they thinking?!

A horse rode to the side of the forest burial sky. The man wiped his shiny forehead and said with a smile: "Young master, look at that!"

Lin Futian was stunned, and then looked over.

In the distance, a group of people dressed in rags and gray flew irregularly in the air, as if they were ...... Chasing the wind, Lin Futian frowned, their faces couldn't be seen clearly, hidden under the thick hood, and it was pitch black.

"What is this?" Lin Futian looked at the man beside him.

The bald man grinned and said with a smile: "Back to the young master, this is a group of people who have appeared near the snow field in recent years, I don't know where they came from, and I don't know who they are, so after these people appeared here, the general saw that they didn't hurt people, but just flew around in the air every day, and he didn't know what they were doing...... Hahaha, I just heard some old people talk about this, and when they came back, they talked about these people, and they were the happiest to talk about, and they went to Snow Field for a few years, and they saw these strange people who chased the wind in the air, and I guess they thought it was quite interesting, right?"

Xinghua put her hands on her eye sockets, her fingers in a circle, and looked carefully at the strange people in the distance.

Lin Futian nodded: "That...... They're just staying in the air like this?"

The man rubbed his head, but he didn't know, and said, "I don't know...... However, these butterflies are called 'wind weavers' here. ”

"Wind weaver, it's kind of interesting. Lin Futian smiled.

Pull the reins, "Drive!" Lin Futian galloped away in the surprised eyes of everyone, looking at the direction of this route, as if he was going to the group of wind weavers on the mountain over there.

"Hey, young master!" The other five black horsemen of the Lin family also immediately rode their horses to follow.

Twilight was a little helpless, so she pulled Xinghua with her, followed behind the big team, and followed slowly, anyway, the person would wait for them every time, that is, the sudden heartstrings moved, and they said they would go.

For this person, gradually get used to it, and gradually understand.

After thousands of sails, he will still be as sincere as a teenager. Rare. It's kind of weird, too.

On the other side of the mountain, the wind of nature wraps itself around the hands of those known as windweavers in a form visible to the naked eye, who do not show their faces, and whose broad robes do not discern men and women. When Lin Futian drove his horse to the hillside and looked up, they were still flying in the air, with the wind wrapped around their hands, and every place they passed seemed to be very bright, although the wind was colorless, but in their hands, it seemed to have something more. A special color, bright and desolate.

They were indifferent to the arrival of the forest burial day. I don't know what they believe in or why they're here. I don't know what these actions mean, it is said that heaven and earth are natural, chasing the wind, is it that the wind weavers are in order to achieve a certain degree of harmony with the wind element, and then obtain the right of way to the divine domain? Lin Futian got off the horse, his hand in front of him, and looked at the special group of people in the air with a smile.

In the past, I really haven't seen such an existence. Say that they have only appeared in recent years? Then their appearance may be some kind of revelation from the divine realm, guiding the direction of the human world. Oh, who knows?

After looking at it for a while, and then they all came, out of breath, for fear that something would happen to the forest burial sky, and when they all arrived on this barren mountain, they finally came to rest assured, patting their chests, and their armor rattled, swish, it turned out that they were really just looking at it......

Starflower looked at the wind weavers, and there was a sense of familiarity and strangeness, as if they were some ancient elves. After listening to Xinghua's speculation, Lin Futian nodded with a smile, raised his head to look at the wind weavers, rubbed his chin, and then said, "Let's go, I won't disturb them." Then he got on his horse and rode out of here.

Come in a hurry, go in a hurry.

Travelers hurry, day and night.

In the vast yellow sand, the group broke through the barriers and left.

The wind was still swirling among the wind weavers, faintly emitting a colorful light, and after Lin Futian and his party left, they paused for a moment to look at the departing group.

"Stranger......" said a female voice.

"One angel, one demon, and the rest are human. An old voice said hoarsely.

"It's weird. When did humans become so tolerant? Hehe......"

"Tolerance? hypocrisy. ”

"Go ahead and don't waste your time on unnecessary things. ”

The Wind Weavers, an ancient, unknown race. After sleeping for an unknown number of years, they reappeared in the world, and no one knew what they were doing or what they wanted to do. They just deal with the wind between heaven and earth, day after day, year after year.

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on the wilderness.

Lin Futian suddenly seemed to think of something, and a smile appeared on his face.

"What are you laughing at?"

Twilight brushed her hair and wondered.

Lin Futian smiled: "What are you talking about these wind weavers?"

Twilight said, "Isn't it for the sake of preaching?"

Lin Futian nodded: "Indeed." ”

Seeing that Lin Futian was gone, Twilight asked, "So what's so funny about this?"

Lin Futian smiled: "It's interesting." ”

Twilight rolled her eyes and rode away from the forest.

Xinghua wears a white dress and a hat on her head, and is drowsy.

Night was about to fall, and the blue sky was rendered red, and as you walked, it became a deep blue, and then there were stars, and the bright stars were all in the dark.

Under the dark sky, a group of people lit a bonfire.

Looking back on the past few days, Lin Futian was riding a horse, looking at the scenery gracefully, as if he was not worried about the place where he was about to go to Snow Field, humming a song every day, and the day often passed like this. Sometimes Lin Futian would be inexplicably stunned and didn't say anything, which made Xinghua very strange, and when she talked to him, his answers were also faint, which made Xinghua think that Lin Futian was cold to her. I remember one day when I was riding a horse, the of the bird above my head fell on Lin Futian's shoulder, and Lin Futian just smiled helplessly, and then raised his hand and played a beautiful trick to clean up the bird poop on his shoulder. There are many similar trivial things, and when I think about it, it is like taking a sip of warm water in my stomach, and mixing it with the dust and dust along the way, mixed into the thing called "life".

Lin Futian looked at the bonfire with his eyes, stared at it for a long time, and remained silent.

It wasn't until he was about to get to that place that Lin Fu Tiantian began to think about something more detailed. At the same time, somewhere near Snow Plains, a little farther away than Lin Futian and them, a demon cultist was also pondering how to sleep comfortably in this barren land.

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Snowfield Ers.

On the white city wall of Libei City, a beautiful woman in white is putting her legs on the outside of the city wall, swaying slightly, frowning slightly, looking at the black military tent that has fallen in the wind and snow.

In the past few days, those people of the Lin family are still the same, occasionally harassing Libei City, and after keeping many soldiers on their side busy, they drove their horses back to the military tent without any damage. This almost provocative move made the indignation in the hearts of the soldiers of the northern city more and more high, and there were not a few people who shouted to open the city gate and send troops, and in recent days, these things have gradually increased. She frowned, as a genius who was determined to trample the Gongsun family under her feet, she really didn't know much about those things in the army. But even so, gradually, she noticed something.

Libei City is easy to defend and difficult to attack, but if you open the city gate, if you really have to confront those Lin family black cavalry stationed not far from Libei City, these soldiers in Libei City are still not enough. This general in Libei City still has some numbers in his heart, so no matter how noisy the people below are, these generals can only give some punishment without damaging the morale of the army, but even in such a gentle way, there are still not a few soldiers who are shouting to open the city gate and go out to fight.

This may be the heart of the Lin family's military advisor.

The woman sighed, and a snowflake was pushed by the white air she exhaled, whirling in the air. The woman's slightly sad face added a beautiful white jade to the sound of the wind and snow, white and pure, and unwilling to carve.

Suddenly, the woman frowned, "This is?"

The Lin family's military tent not far away suddenly began to riot, and then order was immediately restored, and the Lin family's black horsemen in each military tent were all dispatched, and then began to line up in military formation......

"It's ...... You're going to fight?!" The woman in white gradually stood up, a little unsure of what to do for a while.

A man quietly appeared beside the woman, and the young strategist of the Demon Sect looked at the Lin family's military tent, then thought about it, and got a piece of news that he didn't want to know the most, he smiled dryly: "It's the young master of the Lin family who is here." ”

The woman blinked: "Lin Futian?" She jumped down the city wall gently, and then propped her hands on it, concentrating, wanting to see where the young master of the Lin family, who had known her name for a long time, was.

And the young strategist of the Demon Sect beside her just tugged at the corners of his mouth.

The Lin family's military tent is over there.

Lin Futian and his party finally arrived at the location of the Lin family's military tent before lunch. Looking at the mighty black rider of the Lin family in front of him, Lin Futian felt a little embarrassed for a while, such a familiar feeling...... How many years haven't passed?

Fifty thousand Lin family black horses, all appeared in the snow field.

Just for one person.

Lin Futian turned over and dismounted, took off the Moon Pot Sword, and then put another saber on his waist, looking at the elegant middle-aged man not far away, "Mingli", the military advisor of the Lin family, and made a big salute.

The man smiled and accepted the number of Lin Futian's gifts, and then smiled: "What do you think, you want to come here?"

Lin Futian followed the stars carefully, and then put his hands on his sleeves: "Our 50,000 Lin family black riders have to make the plan of the Demon Sect a few years in advance." ”

Looking at the young man's calm smile, the man's eyelids couldn't help jumping.

"How many years in advance, what are your plans?" Mingli said with a smile.

Lin Futian turned to look at the Libei City.

Seeing Lin Futian's gaze, the two young men on the city wall suddenly had goosebumps, and involuntarily avoided the young man's gaze.

The woman in white rubbed her wrist and wondered in her heart: "The murderous aura of that moment just now, could it really be what a person of this age should have?!"

And the young Demon Sect Strategist suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart, and he couldn't say how uncomfortable it was.

On the side of the Lin family's military tent, Lin Futian looked at Libei City, put his hands behind his back, and whispered: "Let's take that Libei City first." ”

All of a sudden, everyone in the entire Lin family's military tent took a breath of cold air, and it was so silent that it was audible to drop a needle.